Each of my encounters as a photojournalist was memorialized by creating something timeless and indelible: a photograph. It was often published and seen by millions. But it was almost always subordinated to someone else’s words. Its essential significance to me — my story, was left untold. So I enjoy telling these stories now. As a chronological compilation, I hope to publish my "photoir" (not exactly a "me-moir") called A Photographic Memory. I'm busily querying literary agents while I post these stories for feedback from friends and family — and from kind folks like yourself.